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They Came By They came by with A bag of seeds, some water, A dog in tow, an old Book by Thoreau, A new paperback about A new age warning, Scurrying off, they said, Searching for a safe haven. Are you preparing, are you Going, they asked . Going where? Old man, you must understand, It’s time to roll up your Meditation mat and leave, There is a world disaster Looming. No, I will not be going. It’s not yet my time To leave the world. Stephen Nesbitt ©
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